For the last week or so the move hasn’t been seeming very real. That initial glow of “We’re moving to Europe!” faded away as regular work continued, regular life continued, and my paperwork languished somewhere in an office in California, gathering cobwebs and waiting for the recession to end. I haven’t posted anything about our move because there hasn’t been anything new to report—until yesterday.
Maybe progress comes in spurts. We have a bunch of furniture on craigslist and nothing has been selling, which has been discouraging because 1. we need to get rid of it / 2. we were hoping to pick up a little cash. I was starting to think craigslist was failing me, and it has never failed me before. This was emotionally confusing. Then yesterday two pieces of furniture sold, a table and a filing cabinet. Within an hour two buyers (one snooty) had come and gone and left two empty spaces where furniture used to be. All of a sudden I wasn’t sure how I felt about selling the furniture anymore. Maybe I liked that table. Maybe we should have kept it. And so on. (I’ve also been having sentimental feelings about our apartment, because on sunny spring days it is the prettiest little place you’ll ever see.)
Then in the mail came—lo and behold—an envelope from California. The one remaining paid state employee out there had processed my apostille! We’ve had Tim’s for weeks now but have been sitting on it (not literally—we haven’t sold the futon yet) so that we can send them as one unit. So now all of a sudden the visa process is moving again.
And the housing process is moving, too. TU Delft’s temporary housing service just transitioned to functioning online (Aren’t they a technical university?) and we had to wait until April 6 to submit our online application. For the first two days the online site had a lot of glitches and Tim kept calling the NL and they would say, “We are having online glitches.” But as of yesterday the site was actually up and functioning, so we were able to take another step there.
Lastly, a MOVER is coming on Monday! My first mover! (We have to get three quotes.) I am supposed to walk him around the house and say, “Yes, no, no, no, yes, yes, no…” to everything we own. That means this weekend some decisions must be made.
Unfortunately for me, the impending move has pushed us to take care of some things we have been putting off for a long time. Things like… getting my wisdom teeth out. I have been dodging this one for years. But good insurance + unknown dentists of Europe have resulted in an appointment for this coming Tuesday morning. Am I psyched? NO. Emphatically not. I am convinced I will be the 1% of people who wind up with facial paralysis or something. If you have had your wisdom teeth out, please share recovery tips (not horror stories!!!) here.
And finally, speaking of horror stories, has anyone else noticed that Major League Baseball now has a product partnership with Victoria’s Secret Pink? This is almost as upsetting to me as oral surgery.